“I do.”
“So, when I want you, you make arrangements, no questions, no hesitation.”
“I understand.”
“I’ll likely do most of this on a whim, when I fancy it, not according to any specific plan.”
I nodded, knowing that Reggie was creature of his whims, even if on the surface he appeared very calculating. The casual conversation over, Reggie’s reign over me began.
“Have you talked to Will?” I ventured, when we were nearly finished. The question had been burning in my mind for days.
“No,” he stated flatly. I knew he was telling the truth, and for that I was disappointed. “If you think I’m going to strike some deal for you with Will, that won’t happen. You’re on your own with him. Tell him what you’re doing, recount to him the details of your sessions, and then I suppose you’ll have to let
